Mike Sula’s piece in the Reader on
churchkela jogged memories of a similar treat I had growing up in Cleveland. Folks visiting us from our village in Greece would bring this sweet, sausage-shaped confection with walnuts in the middle and a string running through the length. I called my mother on my way to Argo and described what I remembered, but she couldn’t figure out what I was talking about until I mentioned the string in the middle. “Ah, soutzouki” she said. That’s what it was.
I tried the churchkela last night and it’s a bit different from soutzouki as I remember it. Soutzouki was more raisiny, whereas the churchkela tasted more distinctly of grapes. And soutzouki was also dusted with confectioner’s sugar, mimicking the white coating you find on some sausages. But churchkela is interesting and tasty. Thanks Mike for the reminder of this treat from my youth.